Big Bad Wolf Kingdom Rising Volume 3
A Draoithe Saga Tale
Big Bad Wolf is a twisted fairytale retelling from the perspective of the wolf, and it recounts the story of Javier MacGuire, a recently transformed direwolf shifter.
Despite being new to the dream and immortality, he quickly claimed the role of beta in the Druid pack and was entrusted with assessing newcomers and protecting pack members. However, things became complicated when he realized one newcomer, a broken phoenix shifter, was not only innocent but also his lifemate. Isabell was afraid of the wolf, but she needed his protection and his love.
With his responsibilities multiplying, Javier must tread carefully to save her from the fade, claim her for himself, and ensure her friends aren't hiding anything that could jeopardize the pack. In a high-stakes battle for love, loyalty, and survival, Big Bad Wolf charts Javier's journey from a new beta wolf to a balanced leader as he fights for his pack and his love. Can he protect the pack and win Little Red Riding Hood for himself?
Big Bad Wolf is volume 3 and the finale in Kingdom Rising, an urban fantasy with paranormal romance miniseries. If twisted fairytales, sexy shifters, and healing trauma intrigue you, then you’ll love Ophelia Kee’s closing tale in this first part of the Draoithe Saga.
Urban Fantasy with Steamy Paranormal Romance Fated Mates 18+ HEA! NC!
***Warning: Adult Themes, Fantasy Violence, and/or Explicit Sexual Situations. Intended for a Mature Audience.
Big Bad Wolf
The trip to the airport went well. There was a little bit of traffic once he hit Dallas, but nothing out of the ordinary. He had time to think and try to get comfortable with his new role as a partner in the retreat.
It felt good. Eli seemed happy. She was usually a good ruler to measure things by. He’d been doing that for over twenty years. He saw no reason to stop even if she wasn’t his anymore.
Luke was a good man. Javier had liked him from the first time they talked. Funny how having your ass handed to a man and then shaking the hand of the man who’d done it changed one’s perspective. Javier could laugh about it, sort of.
When he got to the airport, Javier didn’t wait long. He parked in short-term parking and walked into the airport. The plane was right on time.
He met Fox in the baggage claim to help with the luggage. He hoped it wasn’t too much.
They’d left California for good, running from danger to either Fox and Artie, their friend, or both. It was likely a bit more than carry-on luggage for sure.
“You must be, Javier.”
Fox walked right up to him and clasped his right forearm as Luke always did. Javier made a mental note to ask Luke about that whole greeting system.
“It’s nice to meet you. I’m Duncan, but please, call me Fox.”
Javier liked the reddish brown-haired man instantly. Luke was right, the man’s scent seemed to match his character. He smelled of ink and parchment.
He was easygoing and seemed to have smile lines permanently etched on his face. He was a nerd. It stood out instantly.
He was also an alpha male. The sense of power he gave off was no joke either. It was a seriously cool combination.
“And the rest of your party?”
Javier was curious as to who the friend was. He wanted to assess the danger for himself and the pack. Meeting the friend and getting a feel for him would help. His role as head of security fit him too well.
“Artie and Isabell are in the ladies’ room. Help me grab this luggage, will you? I hate flying. It sucks.” Fox replied, making small talk easily.
Javier was surprised to learn that the friend was female. He was suddenly curious to see her and meet her.
How dangerous could one woman be? He had assumed that the friend would be a man. Odd how the friend being a female seemed to completely change the game for Javier.
Javier took the suitcase and grabbed another that Fox indicated. By the time the ladies arrived, they had collected six suitcases on wheels and a couple of shoulder bags. Javier felt that they had truly packed their whole lives up and fled.
Luke hadn’t been kidding when he said that Fox was running. Whatever the man was running from was serious, or he didn’t think a man like Fox would’ve fled. He just didn’t seem the kind of man to run from a fight.
Fox introduced Artie first. She was so small and dainty that Javier didn’t want to shake her hand for fear that she might break. Luke had nailed her description, too. She smelled of snow on the pines.
He knew instantly how Luke had gotten caught sniffing around her when he was newly shifted. She smelled wonderful.
The direwolf in him sat up to take notice. The woman who was with them captivated his attention though, and he forgot about sniffing Artie.